Its strange,
How people changes.
Its strange,
How relationship changes.
Its strange,
When a person is in need of help, there is no one to help.
Its strange,
Nobody cares about anything except themselves.
Its strange,
How people has become heartless these days.
Its strange,
How people sympathies but actually feel nothing.
Its strange,
How love is just a name nowadays except from the emotion.
Its strange,
How everyone is running after materialistic things, when the peace is in just sharing everything.
Its strange,
How people assumes everything and don't even have guts to clear their doubts.
Its strange,
How people don't give second chances.
Its strange,
That how I am writing this poem so that I can express my feelings because there is no one who can listen my thoughts.
YOU ARE READING
Her Feelings
Poetry"...you know when a girl cries, she cries in a closed room, with a teddy bear beside her, she cries in such a low voice, so that nobody can hear her sob, so that nobody can judge her, so that nobody can question her, At that time she just wants a sh...
